The back of the young man's hand was full of pinholes, three or four hanging bottles were infused with liquid, he was lying on the white hospital bed, the curtains were opened, a beam of white light softened into orange around him, a pair of weak left hands were attached to the gauntlet of the hospital bed, and his right hand was so white that his fingers crossed the screen, watching the small fonts jump out of it one after another, so well-intentioned, it was a love letter.

Gu Puppy Enlightenment:

I haven't been in contact with you for a long time, I'm a ninth-rate, and I have a lot to do with your golden rice shrimp. When the lobster and the white turtle were there, I asked you if you would like to take the road I had walked, take the flag, and crash into the south wall. You didn't answer, I didn't ask, and now I still remember, your report card, I cried, what kind of mind can I be so determined.

I regret not being kind to each other's encounters.

All the way north, this is the road to the cliff, and now it seems that the storm has passed, and everything has subsided, but I always feel uncertain. We have met and parted countless times, and we have had countless histories of forced abandonment, and in these memories, we have all drowned ourselves.

Oh my God, it's dark, and on such a dark night, I miss you so much. I shouldn't have to get into the quagmire alone, you are far more important than these so-called experiences, but unfortunately, I have lost you forever, and I have thrown all of you away.

I feel a lot of emotion, I have a lot of thoughts, I cry when I put pen to paper, I don't know how to express it, the pen and ink are dotted, just like the years when I had died in childbirth, all precipitated, all frozen, all suffocated......

I will always miss you, my knight, and I sing your praises to you single-handedly.

Deserter, shelving lotus dog, written in the desert without a trace.

The black ink became lighter and lighter, but it still lasted until the end.

Gu Xiaopu leaned on the pillow, his strength was drained, he stared at the ceiling blankly, his eyes were haggard, and he was almost paralyzed except for the force used to exhale.

The capital where the drama sings is so different from what I saw.

Gu Xiaopu's tears slid down his cheeks, he couldn't sense the emotions in his body, he only knew his sadness, and he was flowing backwards.

Last night, the children made wishes to the ever-bright lantern, and the wind carried these expectations away, in such a gloomy and empty night, Gu Xiaopu was in the final stage of rescue.

You know, I'm an animal.

[You know, I am selfish and filthy, but please also be clear, let me stand in such a place, in front of the child's desire to shout with his life! ——

[Yes, I am ashamed of myself, and for now, I am silent in the face of the fruits that I have obtained by all my filthy means. As he wished, my wish was to fulfill everyone's wishes. 】

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground in the [Visit Area] and cried bitterly, he didn't know why, he actually gave up his low-hanging wealth and said these childish words like a doll, he cried and laughed, one face was twisted in half, and he didn't know which face was laughing and which face was crying.

The long night was long, Gu Xiaogou licked his dry lips, he couldn't speak, this unwilling teenager exchanged compromises again and again for an uncompromising present, and his life was a heinous executioner, in exchange for the last kindness.

The wish inside the lantern was like a rising dragon, and he burrowed into the air and fell into the boy's heart, and it fought for him and renewed his life, which was undoubtedly a miracle.

Gu Xiaopu stared blankly at the letter in front of him, reading it, and smiling a little cutely.

I don't know how many times, he seems to be able to see the appearance of the lotus root dog when he writes this letter, and he can see the shade, arc, and strength in the note, and he can see it very clearly.

Yes, he and the lotus root dog have not known each other for a long time, and they are not even familiar with each other, but this is the only meeting, and their relationship is step by step, but after this period of rapid development, they are also caught off guard.

It's a pity that I was forced to be this hero.

The patronizing puppy closed his eyes, leaned on the white pillow, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his throat was like eating betel nut, and he couldn't swallow it because of the swelling pain.

Looking out the window, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Gu Xiaopu's empty mind seemed to want to find something, but he was a bastard, what experience was there to write about? Looking at the letterhead, he silently picked up the pen and underlined the address left by the other party repeatedly.

Did you go over there for some purpose?

It's like I lick a dragon's egg.

Gu Xiaopu covered his chest, and calmed down to the world of dreams, the pale yellow sunlight remained beside his pillow, it was like a dogtail grass, gently scratching his sideburns, the effect was similar to hypnosis, little by little, calling him to sleep.

This is my sunset;

The yellow sand is heavy, bending the sky, and the lotus root dog crawls in it, like a wolf in the wind and snow, opening up a feasible road, and the earthy yellow puppy is like a giant wolf with white hair and thick hair, forging ahead in its own journey.

That ......

Guitar in the desert.

At this moment, Jin Yuan was waiting on the Star Alliance, and he didn't know that the dog had started his journey that took more than 500 days.

Yellow-and-orange are intertwined, and this is the world that the Lotus Root Dog can see, where a more mature young man has visited, and he has left his guitar in this raging world.

"My journey is over, and tears tell me that this friendship is over."

He was in the center of the sea, plucking the strings in his hand, the yellow sand desert, he glanced at him from a distance, he had not seen the lotus root dog for a long time, but he could recognize his name at a glance.

The puppy that had lost its shadow squatted in the wind and sand, and it turned into a stone sculpture, and it was completely wooden.

Even he hadn't heard his guitar a few times, the boy was his lingering haze, the shadow that hung over the sky, the hottest jewel of his own, the world that seemed to exist because of him, and died because of his departure.

His appearance, through his confusion and sentimentality, his departure, also ate the soul of the lotus dog, it seems that nothing can cheer himself up more than his appearance, the little earth dog has thought about the scene of meeting countless times, but all ended in regret.

"I'm coming, it's up to you......"

The lotus root dog has no identity, just saying some very ordinary words.

It's been a long time.

"You haven't left this old continent yet?" The young man's hair was broken on his forehead, and his tone of voice was almost comforting.

"How do you think I can bear it...... You are the one who knows me best. ”

"I thought about it for a long time and understood that your heart is dead."

"Understood, and then...... You didn't come to me. ”

"Understood! I know it too well! ”

"And then? Isn't it still broken? You didn't even leave me with scum. What is our relationship? It's not the same! What did the dog want to say, but it stood up excitedly and spoke like a monkey, "Do you think you can just walk away?!" ”

"No, I can't bear to let you fight alone."

"It's enough for you to be yourself, I'm not here to uncover the scars. I don't deserve such a warm friendship. The lotus root dog cried and laughed for a moment and waved his hand.

He has no emotions.

Lost, all lost......

He smiled wryly and fell into the yellow sand, like an archaeologist, facing the ruins of the past, without any effective means other than imagination. Things are not people, and there are very few leftovers in the hands, which only increase the troubles.

"I know that is your root, that your dreams, is your life. Your childishness and childlike innocence are all due to this paranoid fantasy, and I should be its guardian......"

"It was broken by my own hands, and it has nothing to do with you." The lotus root dog ate a small biscuit.

When a nostalgic person like him begins to manually delete the records by himself, it shows that there is a deep gap between the past and the present, and there is nothing left between the new life except for identity, poverty and disappointment.

"I don't have the courage anymore, I don't stand by what the world does, I've lived like an old animal, cold-blooded and ruthless, I've completely withdrawn from those dangerous realms, and I've packed myself into qualified goods.

"I came to you, not to bring up the old things again, to be a big hero, to get honors, to complete the ideal, to be naïve again, but just a dog with a broken window in the house, and want to find something to replace the original, I made an arc to the manufacturer and asked about the specifications and dimensions of the original glass."

The lotus dog was emotionally stable, it uprooted all the past, and now compared to the past, he did not fail at all, the only thing that was inferior was the soul, that is, the young man he could never forget.

"I know you're having a hard time right now, I understand, and I understand your intentions. I've also known that I want to do something that will satisfy you. Seeing that you can adjust your emotions back, it is as if I know you again. "The boy fluctuated the strings, he was always green and shy, guarding his bottom line.

"Hehe...... what can I do? I can't do anything! I'm still the same fanatic I used to be, all the light is fading rapidly, and those wills are rusty and moldy! I, empty! ”

The lotus root dog still has the same eyes, but it seems to be different.

These are his former eyes, those are the eyes of a gambler who wants to come out of one, those are the eyes of a gambler who still has chips on his hands!

This confrontation in the air is the collision of ambitions of the two contemporary leaders of the shrimp tribe, but unfortunately, there is a time and space between life and death.

His sense of morality is gone, his bottom line and principles are abandoned, his persistence and madness are shattered, his ideals and future are deconstructed, his definition of life is softened, his heart believes in sin, and his crown is quickly defeated by time.

I thought you could go so far down this path;

It turns out that the so-called heritage is nothing more than Erer.

Listening to the voice, the Lotus Root Dog looked at the building with disdain and hatred in his bright eyes, it was the angler, he was dressed in brocade clothes, and he couldn't see the details at the moment, but he was probably not the owner of the system, it should be some other form of the Fourth Natural Calamity.

Can you hear me?

Skyrim, the young man who took over the assassination task shifted his gaze curiously, obviously he hadn't reacted yet, after all, the earthy yellow puppy in front of him didn't seem to be worth noting.

Mandate of Heaven?

His pupils shrank, and then he stopped guessing.

As we all know, the Southern Regions is an area with strict energy marginal assessments, because the Eye of Clarity gives a limited degree of freedom, everything can be compromised, and everything can be traded, provided that you can afford to pay the price and give a reason, so the Southern Regions has no shortage of miracles, nor is there a shortage of vague transitions.

The sound of the guitar was far away, and the lotus dog endured the nausea and continued to move forward, and the angler in mid-air frowned, not knowing how to assassinate, after all, he suddenly came to the light from the third space, which is the so-called dark place, and there is no doubt that in terms of "assassination", he failed.

Kill or leave?

The change caused by this photo gave the angler an instant corner, and at this moment he really understood that risk and benefit are the two sides of the same silver coin, and he must not have the idea of taking advantage of the fourth natural disaster, let alone be lucky.

The angler thought about it for a long time, and he suddenly felt like he had eaten the negativity of rice, and was lured to the front of the agency by countless cheapness.

To kill or not to kill?